poems
written poems that my heart whispered to my broken hands as they typed at eerie hours of the night.
written poems that my heart whispered to my broken hands as they typed at eerie hours of the night.
Life lived and love lost In seventeen syllables-- Words uttered and crossed This is a collection of senryu and haiku. COMPLETED. ©bil garcia/ flightywords
Poetry collection. Again. I wanted to have my poems of this style in just one collection hence, this. ©bil garcia/ flightywords
❝the day you'll return, is when i'll write about rainy days and coffee stains.❞ *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. A poetry book. Other information inside. Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. ♠ My original work. All rights are reserved. ♠
A poetry collection ------------------- My words will just die without having been read My voice will only be swallowed by the cavern of thoughts without leaving an echo My stories will cease to exist. COMPLETED. ©bil garcia/ flightywords